Lower Moon 4 Novels & Stories

Marcus The moon hung low in the sky, a thin crescent barely visible through the clouds that lingered like dark secrets in the night. The rogue encampment was quiet, too quiet, as if the very earth was holding its breath. It was the calm before the storm—the calm before everything changed.

He settled into a long vigil, determined to be there for Kaerlia every step of the way on her journey to recovery, no matter how long it took. ~~~ The Moon Palace was a breathtaking sight to behold. It stood upon the surface of the moon, gleaming with an ethereal luminescence that cast a gentle, silver-blue glow over the lunar landscape. The palace seemed to merge seamlessly with the moon's natural beauty as if it were a part of the celestial body itself.

Clearly he was also battling with his wolf. “Anytime from now to the next day but the super moon should speed things up.” The moon. Lori looked up at the moon and instantly felt dizzy. She blacked out.

They were all looking at me, expectantly. -What did I do now? -The moon - get out of the way," Kayler says to me between pauses. He's struggling, I can tell. -Ah, I can't take it anymore! -Rafael 2 is the second to kneel down, lamenting. They just have to hold on a little longer. -What? -I ask. That's when I notice a fourth blue flash of the moon coming in my direction. Shining down on me. I look at my hands and then I look at Kayler. I'm making him

Mia found a seat in front of Zion. “You still want me. You will have to come and get me.” Mia said with a cold tone. “We will meet again. This isn’t over yet.” Zion lets out a screech and the Lothian women that survived rushed back to behind the borderline, disappearing into the mist. “Until we meet again Luna.” Zion turns around and disappears as well.

Amber nodded just before a contraction rippled through her. As the moon rose to its peak, the Lunas began to push. Amber was the first to birth to her child, which I expected. He was a healthy boy with blonde hair and blue eyes. I passed the boy to Alpha Damien to clean him up as I turned my focus to Michelle. The moon reached its peak as the female was born. I called to Selene and the moon turned blue before she descended to earth. We clasped hands and began the incantation to seal her powers. The wind picked up as we finished the spell. She turned to her beloved creatures and smiled, then faded and returned to the moon. I quickly put the blinding spell on the female and watched as they cra

And there, emerging from the brilliant light, stood a figure we had not expected to see. It was Luna, the enigmatic witch of the Silverwood, her eyes gleaming with ancient knowledge and power. She held out her hands, a barrier of energy forming between us and the nightmarish entity. "Luna," I whispered, relief flooding my voice. "What are you doing here?" Luna smiled, her voice carrying a note of urgency. "There is more at stake than you realize," she said cryptically. "The true path lies not in confrontation, but in understanding. Conquer your fears, and you shall unlock the key to the Silverwood's salvation."

Questions of how the Alpha can hold an event with what is ongoing have reached my ears. I pick up the glass cup on the table, raising it to toast, speaking in a dialect that only the Blood Moon pack understands, "I understand the current situation, the death of those witches won't be overlooked, but for the moment, I hope that we can all merry tonight and plot tomorrow." They all nod, and even if they look troubled, I can see the glimmer of hope in their eyes as I continue to speak in our tongues, "Our Luna today is not just our Luna but she is my mate," I announce as murmurs erupt in the hall.

The moon hung low in the sky, casting its silvery light over the sprawling grounds of Lycan Keep. Kate stood at the edge of the forest, her heart pounding in her chest as she gazed out into the night. It had been months since she had arrived at the keep, months filled with challenges and triumphs, love and loss. But now, as she stood on the brink of a new beginning, she knew that everything had led her to this moment. Beside her stood Elias, his hand warm against hers as he turned to face her, his eyes reflecting the light of the moon. "Are you ready?" he asked softly, his voice a gentle murmur in the stillness of the night.

Carved into the center of the stone arch. Henry let out a slow breath. “She was right.” I ran my fingers across the carving. Time had worn away most of its edges, but the shape remained clear. A crescent moon. A wolf. And beneath them… Three stars. “First Luna,” Rowan murmured. Henry unfolded the note again. “‘The truth belongs beneath the First Luna.’” He looked around. “So where exactly is beneath her?” None of us answered. Instead, we stepped inside. The mausoleum was colder than the forest outside.